is like a volcano exploding every time I turn around.
Some messes are bigger than the others and take so much longer to clean up.
That I sometimes just want to leave the mess and walk away and not care about it.
I know that I’m working so hard but at the end of the day my work is not enough and I’m not working this hard just for myself right now.
So much going on its like is this really reality or is a nightmare I just can’t seem to wake up from.
I’m Stumbling over the bricks in my life that just never fit into who I am to become but I’ve focused in place for the sake of me thinking things will get better.
Am I the problem to my world falling apart or is this more than just the things I can see that are tearing me down.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2015 By Deirdre Stokes
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